Marcus and his brother Charles had been digging up graves looking for a vampire that had been terrorizing their town and turned a dozen people into vampires. They had hunted and destroyed the infected twelve. But the apex vampire had eluded them, and none of the graves contained it. Whoever or whatever it was, it seemed invincible.
Then with a tip from an elderly woman who claimed she saw the vampire sneak into a nearby building before the sun came up, provided Marcus and Charles with a good lead. When they reached the building, it was an old abandoned building. With wooden stakes and mallets in hand, they cautiously crept into the building. They searched all through the two story building but didn’t find the vampire’s liar.
Dusk turned to night. They lit their flashlights. Then they heard a baby crying beneath them on the first floor. They found a trap door and climbed down the ladder attached to the door. When they reached the bottom, they saw the baby crying. Marcus immediately rushed to pick up the baby to rescue it. But as he picked it up, fangs protruded out of its mouth and it sunk them into Marcus’s throat.
Charles, shocked by the harmless baby being a vampire, ripped it off of Marcus and hammered his wooden stake into it. The baby morphed into an adult vampire and slowly expired. Marcus with blood seeping out of the two holes in his neck, turned to Charles and said, “I’m doomed. You know what to do,” and handed his wooden stake to Charles.
Charles said, “Marcus I can’t do it. You’re my brother.” Marcus snatched the stake out of Charles’s hands, positioned it in the center of his chest and leaped on the ground. The wooden stake embedded in his chest. He said, “I love you brother. Tell mom I said goodbye.” Marcus closed his eyes and died.
Bob Boyd